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1 " The main thing is to writefor the joy of it. Cultivate a work-lustthat imagines its haven like your hands at nightdreaming the sun in the sunspot of a breast.You are fasted now, light-headed, dangerous.Take off from here. "
― Seamus Heaney , Station Island
2 " To work, her dumb lunge says,is to move a certain mass...through a certain distance,is to pull your weight and feelexact and equal to it.Feel dragged upon. And buoyant. "
3 " Then I thought of the tribe whose dances never fail / For they keep dancing till they sight the deer. "
4 " You lose more of yourself than you redeem doing the decent thing. Keep at a tangentWhen they make the circle wide, it's time to swim Out on your own and fill the element with signatures on your own frequency. "